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Hikaru Hitachiin (onelevelmeaner) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2013-08-06 20:57:00

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:4th wall, bak chang, dawn summers, hatsuharu sohma, hikaru hitachiin, lyle dylandy, sam merlotte, sougo okita, zero kiryuu

DAY 231 ☆ VIDEO --> MINGLE
VIDEO
[It's the afternoon and there are many people visiting! Hikaru absolutely couldn't pass up this opportunity for a celebration!]

Attention, attention, ladies and gentlemen! This is very last minute, but I know you won't be able to say no to an opportunity like this! [He winks!]

Let's gather around, bring your friends and have a party at around 2:00pm in Sector 4, starting at Chill! Who doesn't love ice cream on a nice day like this? I'll bring the music and the energy if you promise to stop by!

And when you get sick of ice cream and desserts, there are other great places nearby, perfect for the nightlife such as Merlotte's, Devil's Compass, among others! Help your friends have a fun day, and show them that being in prison isn't so bad!

[Hey, isn't he such a great advertiser for these businesses and Marina Nova, huh?!]

I better see you there!

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MINGLE
[Chill, the ice cream parlor in Sector 4, will have colorful table cloths on their tables, and a radio playing some music that will help people get in the party mood! Ice cream, desserts, dancing and socializing, what could be more fun?]

[ooc: Let's treat this like a mingle! Just drop a comment with your character hanging out and tag around! You can specify whether they're at the ice cream parlor, or if you want to start something taking place after the party, that's fine too! Anything goes! Link to respond specifically to Hikaru's video in case anyone is interested in that Right Here!]

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karaisis
2013-08-08 10:35 pm UTC (link)

[ technology isn't a dear friend of mitsuba's, as much as she tries to be. therefore, it's by sheer chance that in her wandering this strange new place (she can't deem as anything else but a dream) she walks into the commotion resonating throughout sector 4 and concentrating at... ]

Chill...?

[ her eyes round at the sign, blinking at the lights and not even attempting to decipher the sounds flooding the area. it's busier than any place she's ever been. she knows she can handle herself, but simultaneously she hopes she doesn't get lost. the bad kind of lost.

then again, this is a dream... a wonderful one when she sees the tables and desserts sitting beautiful upon them. she shuffles over gracefully, though half of that grace is forced by her prim pastel green kimono. certainly she seems new to the whole place (and to parties overall), but she's friendly enough to approach a lonely vanilla sundae and offer it some company.

perhaps company it would never have expected in its short life.

with a hesitant smile, she tries to get someone's attention. ]

Would you have any tabasco to go with this, Sir?

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sadistfaction
2013-08-08 11:17 pm UTC (link)

[Last time there was an ice cream party, Sougo had tons of fun -- mostly because it involved using ice cream to make a mess out of a frenemy and making said frenemy look like a complete fool. Ah, good times indeed! With his frenemy no longer around, this can only mean one thing: Rivals would have to do!

Being that this was a party, he could only assume that maybe he'd find a rival or two attending. People love this shit! He always found someone he absolutely hated at any celebration, so, in his mind, it was a place to start, and he would work his was over to the bars later on at night where they most certainly would be.

But there is also the fact that he remembered having a day like this weeks ago, maybe even months ago. If this day was anything like that, then it was a day that he both loved and hated, and it left him with with a really bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Would he see anyone from home? More importantly, his sister? Would he see old friends he made in the prison again? It was stressful not knowing what to expect.

Just as he had grabbed the tabasco to try and ruin someone's dessert, he hands it over at the sound of that voice, not having realized whose voice it was at first.]

Here. I need it back when you're d-

[And there's the turn to the voice, and suddenly his heart was pumping. He was pretty sure he was about to either have a heart attack, a nervous breakdown, or puke.]

Is... is it really you? [He rubs his eyes, then reaches a hand out to her, just to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He had to try to reach out to feel that she was real, just to know that he's not losing his mind. A lot of the time he felt like he was, indeed, losing his mind, so he couldn't trust anything without proof.] Sis...?

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karaisis
2013-08-09 12:53 am UTC (link)

Ah—Sou-chan?

[ her response mirrors his disbelief, but it certainly does not echo the pang of grief just blanching his face. it makes her worried because this is supposed to be a dream. a weird dream is tolerable, but it can't be good when she sees her brother look as though he'll faint if he let her go.

by instinct, she places her free hand over his, as if to hold him, brace him from whatever fall he's taking while standing on two feet and upon solid ground. (last she checked.) ]

Sou-chan, what's wrong? Are you sick? What happened?? More importantly, why are you here serving ice cream...

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sadistfaction
2013-08-09 01:29 am UTC (link)

["Sou-chan." Yes, that was what he was hoping to hear. No one else called him that, nor was anyone else allowed to.

He holds on to her hand, feeling it, making sure it was real. It was warm and it was -- nice.

He places her hand upon his cheek, considering what would be the best response those questions, getting choked up.]

I- I was going to... help. Yeah. There's a party and lots of people are here and...

[He starts to press her hand on his cheek, afraid that if he didn't, he might just lose her, or she'll disappear. It didn't matter that she felt real. There were things that had happened in the prison where he saw visuals of her that seemed real, only to vanish after some time, not to mention the dreams he dealt with at night. It was all torture.

He had a feeling that this was indeed one of those days again where he only had a very short time with her, because there was no way someone like her would be thrown in prison. It didn't matter that he knew people here who were too nice, too kind to be here. He knew her more than anyone else, and she does not belong here.

The realization brings him to tears, and as he starts to cry he can't help but to hug her, desperately wanting and needing the comfort. It was the best kind of comfort there is -- the comfort of the best older sister he could ever ask for.

He tries to tell himself that he should be happy that she's here at all, but the loneliness that he struggles with when he's without her is what pains him the most. He's still very much the selfish child that he always was, much to his disappointment. He tries to get it together, but to no avail. The tears won't stop coming.]

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karaisis
2013-08-09 03:16 am UTC (link)

[ from surprised to confused to motherly, mitsuba knows better than to ask more questions. she remembers their younger days, when sougo was just half her height and he'd come racing into the room, seeking comfort and solitude in the warmth of her arm and her silence. all she offers for now is her comfort, an embrace, a soft shh as she pats his back.

(he's gotten so tall. apart for so long, she forgets how much he's grown—and that thought begins to cause an ache in her heart. best not to dwell on it.)

after a few moments, the festivity bursts back into her senses, and she realizes that it may be better for them to find a more private corner. gently, then, she begins walking away from the tables, in the shade of storage tent, all the while never pulling too far apart from her younger brother's face. he can use her shoulder as tissue for all she minds. the way she sees it, her brother needs her, and she's got enough room in her heart to accommodate him.

truly, she doesn't know what he can be thinking. there's only so much she can imagine he's feeling, but as far as reasons for these emotions spilling from his eyes and trembling through his hands, she can only guess. has he not seen her in a long while? did she forget to write letters or send spicy chips...? could he have been bullied....?

—nah. definitely not bullied. still... must be serious enough to provoke a reaction such as this. anxious as it makes her, she remains calm, steady, and present. ]

There, there... Take your time. No one will watch.

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sadistfaction
2013-08-09 12:26 pm UTC (link)

Sorry... I'm sorry...

[He slowly releases her from his hug, wiping his eyes though the tears still wouldn't stop.

He takes one of her hands to hold onto, his grip tight and his hand trembling. Get it together, Sougo, is what he kept telling himself. Get it together.

He takes a deep breath, trying to get himself together enough to form words in a coherent manner.]

... Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything? I'll get you anything you need. Anything.

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karaisis
2013-08-10 05:25 am UTC (link)

[ a voluntary frown rarely appears on her face, but his words has scrunching her brows together, wishing she had some tissue. instead, she pulls her kimono sleeve over her knuckles and lifts her hand to dry his cheeks, or try to. ]

I'm feeling quite fine, Sou-chan. Only...

[ to make a joke or not—since what she wants most is to see him smile instead, hear him laugh, be happy. she can't help feeling guilty, that yet another twist in her beloved brother's heart has been made because of her shortcomings. yet, the only thing she can do is pamper him in her own way, like leaning forward and touching his forehead with hers, a soft, coaxing curve on her lips. ]

All I need is for you to stay with me. And, maybe, that parfait with some tabasco sauce.... It looked pretty good...

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sadistfaction
2013-08-10 05:55 pm UTC (link)

[Sougo nods, wiping his eyes and sniffling.]

Let's get it, then, before someone takes it away.

[Because she should have whatever she wants. Because he feels he owes it to her. Because he wants to do anything to make her happy.

He gives her another quick hug, then takes her hand to walk her to a table.]

Wait here. I'll get them for you.

[He nods and quickly goes off to get them. They're not far away so it only takes a minute before he grabs them and sets them on the table for her.]

Let me know if you need anything else.

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